It has been more than ten days since the Fourth Prince was buried. After the first seven guards, Ling Xueman relaxed temporarily. As long as she went to the ancestral hall to give her ghost husband three sticks of incense sooner or later, she was free to do the rest of the time.
During this period, Ling Xueman's face was deep, but she was extremely happy in her heart.
Because it has been more than half a month since the fourth prince was buried, the thief never came again, and she was always restless during the days and nights. She kept her ears up from time to time to listen to the movement, and asked Mo Lixuan to call the housekeeper to adjust. The five guards stood guard at the door, remembering that the butler's eyes were very puzzled, but in the end he didn't ask much and did so.
There were many guards, and the thief didn't dare to sneak in anymore, so Ling Xueman slept very soundly afterwards.
At night, the coolness is getting stronger, and the weather is mostly rainy lately, so when it gets dark, I can't see my fingers.
In the room of Xiangtanju, there is still a secret room. At this moment, Mo Qihan is sitting at the table, looking at the pieces of information in his hand, the candle is bright, but his handsome face is dark. Dark eyes stared at the words on the paper, as cold as frost.
"Miao Jiang? That horse chestnut poison came from Miao Jiang?" Mo Qihan tightened his thin lips and thought to himself. After a long time, he whispered, "Wuji!"
A figure flashed out, clasping his fists, "Master! The slave is here!"
"Send a letter to your teacher." Mo Qihan said, took a pen to write a few lines of fine print, folded it, and handed it over to Wuji, and said: "Explain the shadow, and check whether everyone who has a relationship with Ling Beiyuan There are people from Miaojiang."
At the same time, Ling Xueman finished bathing, after throwing away Chuntang and Qiuyue, she enthusiastically took out the results she developed during the day, a set of modern women’s underwear. For safety, she sewed each strap into a knot, firmly It protects her breasts from being violated, and the bra and panties she made are connected together, tightly wrapping up important parts of her body.
After Ling Xueman put on this protective suit, he didn't feel relieved, and put on two belly pockets and two bottom pants outside, and then put on the coat and got ready to go to bed.
When I lay down, I couldn't fall asleep, so I thought about things indiscriminately, and a spirit flashed through my mind, suddenly thinking of the bloody bed sheet!
Ling Xueman quickly turned over and got out of bed, leaned into the bottom of the bed and pulled the sheets out, and his heart jumped suddenly, rising to waves of tension.
Because at dinner, Lan Xin and Si Xi asked her to clean the entire bedroom inside and outside tomorrow. Because of her insistence, the maids hadn’t cleaned it for so many days. Now that she proposed, she really had no reason to refuse. Up, so--
"No, you have to deal with it quickly." Ling Xueman muttered to herself, got up, and quickly scanned every corner of the room. It seemed that it was not a good place to hide things, so what should I do
Ling Xueman walked around the place anxiously. Suddenly, with an idea in his mind, he hurriedly put on his coat and stuffed the sheets into his arms, quietly opened the back door, and walked towards the dining room.
The guards on the patrol lined up, Ling Xueman avoided it with great difficulty. As a result, she stumbled on the veranda, and immediately distorted her face, clenched her teeth without making herself scream, damn it. , I'm on my feet!
A heartache came from the bare ankles, and while Ling Xue's teeth cracked, she couldn't help but squeeze her fists tightly. Blame this damn thief! !
Ling Xueman panted and sat on the ground, rubbing her sore feet, and looking at the time, she didn't dare to delay any longer, and she got up on the ground with her palms, and walked towards the dining room.
Ling Xueman approached the dining room sneakily, like a thief with a guilty conscience. Her nervous palms were sweating, she leaned against the door, leaned her head cautiously inward, and listened for a while, but neither saw anyone nor listened. When something happened, he was bolder, opened the door some gaps, and the cat's waist got in.
There was no candlestick in it, and it was dark. The chefs in the dining room at this hour all went back to their rooms and rested. Only one teacher on duty happened to have a stomachache and went to the hut, and Ling Xueman came in in this space. , Looked around, the light in the stove attracted her, and she hurriedly walked over to the dark with excitement, but when she was pulling out the sheets from her arms, she heard a sound of footsteps!
Ling Xueman's tense legs became weak. Fortunately, her mind was still clear, and she hurriedly hid behind the water tank with her feet turned, squatting down, holding her breath and listening to the movement.
Chef Li came in, also without lighting, walked to the stove, lifted the lid of the large pot, scooped a bowl of boiled water for himself, and then walked out of the dining room with the bowl, no doubt that he closed the door, and After being locked, I left.
Ling Xueman only heard the sound of "dang". He didn't expect it to be the sound of locking the door. After Chef Li walked away, he came out with a sigh of relief. The remaining fire in the stove had not been burned out, and Ling Xueman revealed with satisfaction. With a smile, he took out the sheets from his arms and threw them into the stove.
"Hehe, burn this bedsheet, isn't it just a hundred?" Ling Xue smiled comfortably, then looked around and wondered, should she prepare another weapon to deal with the thief
Ling Xueman just threw the sheets into the stove and left it alone. He felt the darkness and found weapons for himself. What is the best thing for this dining room
My eyes lit up, chopper!
Uh, is she going to hide the kitchen knife under the pillow? Ling Xueman rubbed her forehead with her fingers. Could it be that she was addicted to killing with a kitchen knife
Cut it, don't care about it, the kitchen knife is the kitchen knife, anyway, the thief seems to have martial arts, even if he has not escaped being hit by his own kitchen knife, he will take the blame!
Ling Xueman thought about it, so he went to pick a kitchen knife and counted it roughly. There are at least a dozen on the shelf, one of them is bright and cold, and the people watching are a little bit shy.
Ling Xueman picked up the kitchen knife and forgot the burning bed sheet, and she just threw the bed sheet away, but didn't completely stuff it into the stove. One corner was left outside the stove. At this moment, The inside burned out, and it burned to the outside. The wooden basin placed in front of him quickly ignited. The flames burst into flames. After being half burned, they fell off the stove and immediately gave the pile of firewood on the ground. It's lit!
The wind outside the window blew in, fueling the flames, and the old height suddenly jumped, billowing smoke came out, Ling Xue smelled in his nose, and then he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around to look. At this look, the three souls were lost in shock. After I lost the Qipu, I stayed in place all of a sudden!
It wasn't until the dense smoke that the entire dining room was illuminated by the firelight as bright as day, and Ling Xueman's breathing gradually became difficult, and then she recovered, thinking about going to put out the fire, but all around the water tank was already burned, she She couldn't make it at all, her instinctive consciousness of survival made her hurriedly turn her foot and ran out, but only when she pulled the door, she realized that the door was locked!
"Come on! It's on fire! Come on, I'm here! Help--"
Ling Xueman anxiously patted the door panel, sweat on her head kept rolling off, while she yelled, and looked back at the same time, the fire was about to spread, and the beam in the middle was already burning!
The situation was so critical, but she couldn't open the door. Ling Xueman had the desire to die, and she slammed the door with her body without regard to anything, but she was a thin woman who couldn't open the door even if she was strong for a while.
How to do? How to do
"Ahem! Ahem!"
The thick smoke entered his throat, and Ling Xueman was choked with tears, and even more forcefully shouted, "Help! Come on!"
There was a sudden fire here, which shocked two groups of people!
The first is the residence of the people and the guards closest to the dining room. The flames soaring to the sky soon reflected in the sky. I don't know who shouted, "It's a fire--"
This sound immediately caused a commotion. Those who had already been asleep were awakened. The housekeeper jumped up from the bed in shock, hurriedly put on his coat and ran out, seeing the direction of the fire, shouting hurriedly, "Everyone is going to fight the fire! Hurry up! Hurry up! Pick up the bucket and fetch water in the lake, hurry up!"
The guards of Jiading obeyed the order, carrying countless buckets, running back and forth. The guards on patrol also joined the ranks of fire fighting. Naturally, Mo Lixuan was also alarmed and hurried out of Liu Xiangju to rush to the dining room.
In addition, I was shocked that I was the biggest master behind the Four Palaces-Mo Qihan of Xiangtanju!
Mo Qihan stood in front of the window, looking at the flames soaring to the sky, sullen his eyes, and said coldly: "Wuji, what's the matter?"
He had already fallen asleep, but the light outside and the sudden smoke awakened him, so he quickly got up.
Wuji flashed out, frowning deep, "Going back to the master, it looks like a fire broke out in the dining room!"
Mo Qihan's face was sullen, staring at the flames of the sky, a person suddenly thought of him, and he asked, "Wuji, where is the princess?"
"Master, the princess should sleep peacefully in the bedroom at this hour!"
Mo Qihan felt uneasy in his heart. He curled his eyebrows, walked towards the secret crossing, and said quickly: "Check the cause of the fire!"
After saying a word, he stepped into the secret path and rushed to the bedroom. When he opened the mechanism and came to the bed, his heart jumped wildly when he saw that there was no one on the bed!
"Damn woman, where did you go?"
Mo Qihan cursed in a low voice, then quickly turned back to the incense altar, pulled a black cloth towel to cover his face, and his slender body rose in the air and flew away!
He had to make sure personally, whether the woman was damned in the dining room!
"Come on! Help!"
Ling Xueman's voice was already hoarse, leaning on the door frame and slumped to the ground weakly. The voices of people outside were noisy, buckets of water poured in, and the fire was too strong. Ling Xueman inhaled too much smoke in his lungs because of shouting. Coughing violently, his brain became dizzy and chaotic.
A wave of despair and powerlessness hit his heart, Ling Xueman made the final struggle, slamming for help while using his last strength to hit the door.
She didn't expect anyone to rush in to save her, because she had heard the conversation outside just now.
"Li San'er, was there anyone inside when you locked the door?" The questioner was the housekeeper.
Cook Li wiped the cold sweat from his head and replied loudly, "No more!"
"Okay, put out the fire with all your strength!"
Ling Xueman's voice was drowned in the noisy voices. Fortunately, the dining room of these four palaces was big enough and it hadn't burned to the door for a while, but looking at the fire, it wouldn't last long!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I am in there...
Ling Xueman shouted in a dumb voice, the hot temperature made her whole body hot, her lips were chapped, and she was extremely uncomfortable!
Suddenly, Ling Xueman suddenly heard a familiar child voice, Mo Lixuan!
"Butler, how could this catch on fire?" Mo Lixuan asked suspiciously.
But before the housekeeper could reply, Chuntang and Qiuyue rushed over, shouting as they ran, "Little Prince! Butler! The princess is not in the room, the princess is gone!"
"What? My mother is gone!" Mo Lixuan's face was bloody, and he eagerly said: "Butler, take someone to find my mother! Come on!"
The housekeeper also changed his face in shock. The dining room could be burned down, but the princess was nowhere to be seen, fearing that his head was about to be picked off by his master!
"Yes, little prince!" The butler nodded, turning to the fire-fighting guard and roared: "You should look for the princess immediately, and you must make no mistake!"
Ling Xueman had hoped to pause, but the more he listened, the more anxious he listened. He constantly slapped the hot door and shouted: "Lixuan, I'm here! Lixuan--"
The dumb voice was overwhelmed again, Mo Lixuan couldn't hear it, and the butler was busy looking for someone and couldn't hear it. The voice only fell into the ears of two people!
Two black shadows rushed out from the dark, and no one could notice the fast speed. There were people fighting the fire at the front door, and they couldn't get close, so they flew to the rear window in unison!
Looking in from the window, Ling Xueman was almost fainted and slumped on the door, with his head drooping. Wuji had to break the window to rescue Ling Xueman. But Mo Qihan smashed the window lattice one step at a time before he jumped into the dining room. As Mo Qihan got bigger and bigger, Mo Qihan was anxious to get to the door, but was blocked by a beam that was suddenly dropped. The Promise Protector was eager, and in a hurry, he also turned into the window, protecting Mo Qihan and approaching the door.
"Xue Man? Xue Man?"
Mo Qihan slapped Ling Xueman's face and called out anxiously, but Ling Xueman had completely fallen into a coma.
After gritting his teeth, Mo Qihan hugged Ling Xueman horizontally, and whispered in a deep voice: "Wuji, King Protector, go out to the Fragrant Altar Residence, and then you go to Sagong and tell him, ask him to deal with the aftermath, stabilize the little lord, and stop making trouble.
"Yes, the minion understands. Master is going!"
Wu Ji responded, protecting Mo Qihan from being hit by the falling wood from the roof. The two turned out from the window and headed towards Mo Qihan's study with great effort, and then went to incense through the secret path of the study. Altar house.
Mo Qihan placed Ling Xueman on the bed, and Wuji left.
Holding up the little hand that fell by the bed, Mo Qihan pressed her pulse with a solemn face, and his nervous heart gradually relaxed. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong, but he was choked by the smoke.
Looking at Ling Xueman's dark little face, Mo Qihan frowned, stared angrily, got up and took a wet towel and sat down, carefully wiped her clean, and then pulled his brocade to cover her. .
In order to prevent Ling Xueman from waking up suddenly to see what he looked like, Mo Qihan put out the candle and waited quietly.
I wanted to stop going to Ling Xueman easily, so as not to expose the flaws after a long time, so he endured this for more than half a month. Fortunately, the recent busyness at hand would not make him feel empty and unbearable, but tonight...
Mo Qihan took off his boots and went to bed next to Ling Xueman. His ape arm stretched out and hugged the fragrant and soft body into his arms. Before long, Ling Xueman woke up leisurely. Screamed, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Mo Qihan withdrew his arm, his evil smile was already put away, and he put on a habitual coldness, staring at the gradually opening eyes, and sneered: "Ling Xueman, do you want to die?"
"Huh?" Ling Xueman's chaotic brain was awakened by this familiar voice, and instinctively wanted to sit up, but it affected her feet. She sighed with pain, and took a breath of cold air, and wailed, "Okay." It hurts!"
Hearing this, Mo Qihan's dark pupils shrank sharply, and asked in a deep voice, "Where does it hurt?"
"Foot! My feet hurt... Um... I tripped on the porch and got my foot..."
Ling Xueman said intermittently, Mo Qihan's expression became more gloomy, sat up, lifted the quilt, stroked Ling Xueman's legs and feet with his big hands, and asked, "Which foot was hurt?"
"Left foot."
Because of the darkness, Mo Qihan couldn't check Ling Xueman's foot injury. He groaned for a moment, and said, "I will send you back to the bedroom, and you will ask the steward to see you.
"Uh... isn't this my room?" Ling Xueman asked in surprise.
"No." Mo Qihan replied briefly.
"Then where is this?" Ling Xueman got nervous and got goose bumps, remembering one thing suddenly, and hurriedly asked: "Am I going to be burned to death by the fire? Why are you an adulterer with me? ?"
Mo Qihan sat back in front of him, staring blankly at Ling Xueman, and said slowly: "This is my den of thieves. You are right. If I hadn't arrived in time and rescued you, you might be burned now. Scorched corpse!"
"What? You saved me?" Ling Xueman's mouth could fit in an egg. How did this happen
"Then who do you think rescued you? Girl, can you change the name of the thief? How can I say, I am your savior now!" Mo Qihan was suffocated because of an inexplicable anger in his heart. Even if Ling Xueman's words were ridiculed, they also took on a ridiculous tone.
"Uh..." Ling Xue was stunned, thinking that she could survive the catastrophe, thanks to the thief staring at her all day long, so she nodded in approval, "Well, I won't call you anymore, and, Thank you for saving my life."
"My son saves people, I always want to give back, what do you give me back?" Mo Qihan was a little happy, his thin lips made a smile, bullied him, and stared at Ling Xueman's eyes and asked.
Ling Xueman's face twitched frantically, "Return? Don't the heroes always say great kindness without thanking you?"
"Who said I'm a hero? I'm just a man! You should know what men like!" Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows and said even more jokingly.
"Ah? This, it's not so good... Haha, hero, let me call you hero." Ling Xueman smiled flatteringly.
"No need!" Mo Qihan curled his lips and said evilly: "If you don't return me, the fire in the dining room hasn't gone out yet, I will throw you into the fire again, as if I saved you. It's superfluous!"
"No!" Ling Xueman panicked and hurriedly pleaded: "Don't stop it, hero, you must have trouble saving me, and it will be more troublesome to throw it back, so it's better to save trouble."
"Huh? Don't you want it? Ling Xueman, you have been branded with me from head to toe. You are completely my woman. Are you still awkward?" Mo Qihan's face turned gloomy, and his voice became colder.
An unspeakable complexity surged in Ling Xueman's heart. This man seemed to be tough and domineering. Although he had undoubtedly ruined her innocence, he treated her with gentleness again and again, and saved her today...
The dryness in his throat was very uncomfortable. Ling Xueman leaned against Mo Qihan, stretched out his small hand and pulled his sleeves, and said pitifully: "I'm thirsty, the smoke is too choking."
Mo Qihan hadn't heard of it, still slanted and ignored.
Ling Xueman smacked her lips, reluctantly wrapped her jade arms around the back of Mo Qihan's neck, pulled down his body, and covered her lips. However, the pain in her chest made her cough hard. Cough, he naturally let go of Mo Qihan, leaning on the side and adjusting himself.
Mo Qihan's eyes became more hostile, and he got out of bed and poured a glass of white water over, and handed it to Ling Xueman, "Drink water."
"Oh, thank you, cough cough..." Ling Xueman took it, snorted and drank, then raised his head and said: "I still want to drink."
"Too annoying!"
Mo Qihan glared, turned around and poured a glass of water. Ling Xueman drank it speechlessly. Although thirsty, she didn't dare to ask for it anymore. Unexpectedly, Mo Qihan handed the third glass of water to her without saying a word. , Ling Xueman raised her eyes a little moved, just about to say thank you, but Mo Qihan said with a sullen face: "The first cup of water you stay with me for a year, the second cup of water you stay with me for ten years, this third cup is a lifetime !"
Inexplicably from the night of their wedding, he cared about her. Every night before going to bed, he listened to Chuntang to report on what she was doing every hour, understanding her joys, sorrows, sorrows, and knowing that Li Xuan treated her. His love and protection made him feel fortunate, but there was a hint of jealousy in his heart!
Li Xuan can protect her upright and treat her well, but he can't. He can only watch her in the dark. This feeling makes him very uncomfortable!
With his ape arm stretched out, he took Ling Xueman's shoulders again, and turned his face sideways, Mo Qihan asked with a taste: "Xueman, are you and Mo Lixuan very close?"